Tyrone’s gaze traced every inch of her body, his breath growing heavier with each passing moment.

He forced his eyes away, wrapped her in the blanket, and gently wiped away her makeup.

Ding!

Taking out Sabrina’s phone from her coat pocket, Tyrone unlocked its screen.

A message from Trevor read, “Sabrina, have you reached home?”

A flicker of irritation lit Tyrone’s eyes as he wrestled with his internal tumult, replying, “Yes, I’m home.”

hear Quickly typing, Tyrone said, “It’s late. I’m going to wash

Trevor replied, “Good night.”

through their past

intentions.

dynamics played out face to

passed over Tyrone’s features as he powered down the phone and

into his sleepwear, he

A sensation he’d missed.

nestled in his embrace once

hair, he

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